The world within the Remnant Husk was terrifyingly quiet. Even the sound of breathing had vanished. Only the faint ripple of pool water and rustle of lotus leaves could be heard.
"Great Master, doesn't Lu Mingfei need to hide his identity?" Divine Mark asked. Wasn't this directly exposing him as the Heavenly Emperor Successor?
Meng Chuan shook his head. "There's no need. He emerged in the form of a True Dragon. There's no hiding his origins."
"Giving him the mantle of Heavenly Emperor Successor outright will save him a lot of trouble."
A young dragon would draw the interest of countless people. Without a powerful backer, once the sermon ended and the saints and Quasi-Emperors descended to the Lower Realm...
The consequences of Lu Mingfei strutting around outside in the form of a young dragon were easy to imagine.
Meng Chuan had no desire to see Luzi hunted by Quasi-Emperors every day, with people trying to skin him and tear out his tendons. Being chased by who knew how many Quasi-Emperors would hardly count as tempering.
Meng Chuan would have to step in then anyway. Better to nip that possibility in the bud.
Most importantly, Luzi had one simple wish.
He wanted to make a glorious tour of Shrouding the Heavens, throwing his weight around wherever he went.
No identity could fulfill that simple wish better than Heavenly Emperor Successor.
"Daoist Friend, are you the Heavenly Emperor Successor?" Yan Ruyu stepped forward and asked respectfully.
"I wouldn't dare call myself his successor. I merely received the Heavenly Emperor's instruction for a time."
Luzi waved a hand, looking exceedingly modest.
Many people swallowed hard. They had never expected a Heavenly Emperor Successor to appear here.
No one doubted Lu Mingfei's identity. If it were false, heavenly lightning would have